I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2350 | 2023-06-17 00:07:04 | 82.88 | 97.2% |
| 900 | 2020-09-29 19:57:51 | 67.75 | 96% |